Briar
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Player: Glasswalker
Character Full Name: Briar Sunviel
Character In-Game Name: Briar
Nickname(s): Kid, Punk, Thief, Rogue, Perv
Association(s): Aula Arcanum, Silvermoon, The Horde
Race: Blood Elf
Class: Mage
Age: 109 (Yes, I want him to be a young, inexperienced mage.)
Sex: Male
Hair: Blue, Spikey
Eyes: Fel-tainted
Weight: 150 lbs
Height: 6'2
Other: He's kinda dirty lookin', or at least greasy.
Appearance
As much as he hates it, he's usually in robes, black robes. He'd rather be in dingy light-wear.
Personality
He's usually brash, and loud, and outspoken. He's the type to say his mind, as soon as a fresh idea, or some other sort of concept comes to mind. His first instict when around women is to tell them -exactly- what he thinks about them, but in reality he's sort of shy, and new to the whole idea of being around ladies.
He hates being talked down to, and a majority of his fights start out from this. He especially can't stand it when people talk this way to his friends, as he's used to such conflict, so he stands in the way when others are taking the brunt of such talk.
He's young, and often his youth can be seen full force, not only through his in-experience, but through his bull headed ways, and in his words and actions.
History
He was born in what most of Silvermoon would consider poverty. His parents abandoned him, since they did not want kids, and he grew up in 'foster homes' for a majority of his life, till he hit about fifty. At that point and time, he decided to go about and see Silvermoon on his own.
He drifted around the city for years, become very interested in the Magi, and what they could do with a single wave of the hand. He fell in love with the fire spells he watched the students study at stillwhisper pond, and decided to try get into some of the tutoring in Silvermoon.
Left and right, the poor boy was denied. Not coming from any sort of wealth, he could not fund his studies. This did not deter him, however, as he continued to try as hard as he could to learn the arcane arts himself.
He read for years, teaching himself small, useful tricks with fire, getting only as far as teaching himself how to throw a small fireball, something that most would not consider impressive, neither in size, nor ammount of mana consumption.
Then he met Galadria. She was a small, meek girl, with freckles and giant glasses that didn't quite fit her face. He started his normal routine, asking her to "join him in bed", and attempting to take her out for drinks. By some miracle, he talked her into joining him, only to have her throw up on him by the end of the night, due to her low tolerance for alcohol.
He became friends with her, and was introduced to the Aula Arcanum. An institute, that operated outside of Silvermoon, on Fenris Isle. He saw it as an opportunity that he never had.
However, his initial interaction was with a teacher that talked down to him in the same manner as all the others. He got into an argument, and lost... only to meet "Professor Singe".
He spoke with Singe, who gave him two strict orders, in order to join the School. First, wear a damn robe, since he looked like a criminal. And second, protect Galadria, since she was quite meek, and new to a lot of things.
He's agreed to these terms, and currently, is studying with Gala before they have to meet the headmaster at Fenris Isle. He thinks the robes itch in the crotch still, so we'll see how this new adventure plays out for him, eh?
